Kaku moaned deeply as she was held down into a cowgirl position by Sousou.
"Sousou, please, I..I can't," the black haired teen said through gasps of extreme pleasure. She couldn't avoid the loud shrieks that came when the redhead male cupped her large, pale breasts. She arched her back when the other teen decided lifted her halfway off his hard pulsing member, just to roughly yet cautiously slam her down.
The strong male warrior chuckled, replying, "You're so beautiful when your body is more out there, Kaku, you know that?"
He threw his rough right hand around the end of her gorgeous long pigtails, and yanked off the two ribbons that held them, and Moutoku knew that he was ready to climax when the amazing locks start to stick around her moist body, one of the strands falling right on the middle of her plump, small lips. Now if only he could get rid of her glasses...
The golden eyed, powerful fighter grunted and gripped the eyeglass having girl's small shoulders. At that point, the usually any in the bedroom girl bounced on her lover's shaft, and was driven over the end when Sousou decided to push her towards, push his tool to the soaking jolt that was the insides of Kaku Bunwa, and release his sperm.
"Sousou!"
Her voice added to the grunts the strong male let out as he spent fifteen more seconds pumping release into the pale Japanese female of Rakuyo High School.
"Ah, you're at that again," said Kuka, as she saw her lover about to reach out and take off her spectacles. Sousou smirked and took off her glasses.
After putting them to the top of the short dresser to his right, the leader of Kyosho Academy used his large hands to cup her bangs out of her soft face, which made the girl blush furiously, despite the fact that they had just had se- no, passionate lovemaking.
"You look way cuter without your glasses- can you finally listen to me this time and throw them away?"
As flushed as Kaku was, she lift herself off him, reached for her glasses, and broke them into many pieces, chuckling at the shocked face of her new lover.
After making sure none of the material was left on her pale white palms, the red eyed teen rested her head unto Moutoku's tanned, amazing fit chest, rummaging her right hand all over his six pack that glittered with sexual sweat so much, she felt herself getting wet again just by contacting with the muscle.
"Yes sir," replied the female after a while, knowing that Moutoku was still in surprise at a more or less full pledge of submission, as when the teen was both Jia Xu eighteen hundred years ago and modernly now Kaku before the destruction of her trademark specs twenty seconds ago, the manipulative genius never submitted full obedience to those above her.
Of course, sometimes, history did not repeat itself.